I’m the Maintenance Man
at a local motel
and my new duties here
are going swell.
I fixed the manager’s
broken waterheater door,
and fixed the ceiling fan
in No. 4.
I fixed the back door
in No. 2,
there’s a lot of things
that I could do for you
if you were the manager
at this local motel.
If my college professors
could only see me now,
they’d probably lust for my job
and then they’d howl,
knowing they’d never have to
rob a cafe
to make this steady kind
of workingman’s pay.
My studies of entropy and enthalpy
have served me well,
and my integral calculus helps me tell
the differentials in my checkbook balance
at the end of the day
over a glass of wine.
I’m doin’ fine.
Stop by some time,
look for the Handyman sign.
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